"breakeven" poems
I think the end is mine to write (Cry For You, September)
Tell me darlin’ where do we begin? (Feel Good Drag, AnBerlin)
And if I die baby just know that I never got over you (Clocks Remix, Tito Lopez ft. Coldplay)
I’ll never give myself to another like I gave it to you (Rehab, Rihanna)
Cause anything worth my love is worth a fight (I’m Free, Kenny Loggins)
You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling (Sugar Sugar, Baby Bash ft. Frankie J)
Why deny it? It cannot wait I’m yours (I Won’t Say I’m In Love, Hercules) (I’m Yours, Jason Mraz)
Why don’t you sit right down and stay awhile? (Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?, She and Him)
We can share a cigarette cause we’re both fools (Yesterday, Atmosphere)
I can’t believe that’s what you said, I wonder am I sick? (Disco, Metro Station)
And all of these emotions are pouring out of me (Soundtrack 2 My Life, KiD CuDi)
Nothin’ heard nothin’ said, can’t even speak about it (Disturbia, Rihanna)
Cause when a heart breaks, it don’t break even (Breakeven, The Script)
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore (The Fear, Lily Allen)
And I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore (The Fear, Lilly Allen)
Take me to all that we had, the good and the bad (Never Forget You, Lupe Fiasco ft. John Legend)
These tears didn’t care, they just hung in the air and refuse to fall (Crooked Teeth, Death Cab For Cutie)
This is the way it’s really going down, is this how we say goodbye? (What Goes Around, J.T.)
Know that you could set the world on fire (Walking On Air, Kerl)
If you are strong enough to leave your doubt (Walking On Air, Kerl)
But baby, you make me better (You Make Me Better, Ne Yo ft. Fabulous)
And it makes me feel so fine I can’t control my brain (Island in the Sun, Weezer)
I keep on runnin’ and nothin’ helps, I can’t get away from you (Erase Me, KiD CuDi ft. Kanye West)
We can’t rewind now, we’ve gone too far (The Internet Killed the Video Star, The Limousines)
And all I could do was think about sleeping next to you (Reflections, Atmosphere)
No matter where I am, no matter what I do, I’m always coming back home to you (Always Coming Back Home to You, Atmosphere)
Apr 25, 2011
Apr 25, 2011 at 3:20 PM UTC
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just praying to a God that I don't believe in
Because I've got time but he's got freedom
And when a heart breaks it don't break even.
While I'm wide awake,
He has no trouble sleeping.
And when a heart breaks it don't break even.
What am I supposed to do
When the best part of me was always you?
What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up
And you're all okay?
I'm falling to pieces.
They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words are gonna stop the bleeding
And when a heart breaks it don't break even.
I'm falling to pieces.
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Praying to a God that I don't believe in.
I've got time but you've got freedom,
And when a heart breaks it don't break even.
Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 3:12 PM UTC
I knew it the moment you looked at her.
The tender slip in your jaw line
fall faint with a smile
showing teeth like secret treasures
in your worn leather chest.
Her hawaiian hello tasted sweet on your lips.
Hot pink tank top ribbed in rings
around her tiny waist,
flat, tan stomach peeking between
her top and dark short, short jeans.
She followed you to the parking lot
after you passed her on the curb.
Her tip toes visible underneath
the lift of a 2014 model truck between tires,
rise and fall,
leaning back into her heels when you set her down
shadows behind tinted windows.
I saw it all.
In my dreams, I pretend I made it up.
Cuddle next to an empty side
trace the moon's sideways outlines
on the sheets.
Breakeven.
I knew it the moment you looked at her.
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 11:26 AM UTC
the time when you are just seven
the time when you just know odd and even
the time when you don't breakeven
missing that year seven
where we are not mistaken
where we are not longing for affection
where issues are not getting worsen
can we begin again
Jan 15, 2022
Jan 15, 2022 at 12:27 AM UTC
On the fourth night of this sweet summer month
When I first looked into your pleasing eyes
I read a message, something deep and vulnerable
I gauged myself and my feelings even more
Saying to my heart, “it will just perish”
But days passed, I started to become foolish
I fell into likeness with you and definite I was
Contemplating and reflecting on a decision, I must!
Our fates may have been planned
Things came about though complicated but manned
We’ve placed ourselves in a difficult situation
Yet we were happy for having our feelings expressed.
I weighed things out, carefully and sure
Commitment and love for him were now more obscure
Even before you came, uncertainty was a question to be answered
Many means were sought and prayed.
You came into my life and made me realized
Something that is greater, free and more that I can take
That I’m still capable of loving somebody else
And be loved in returned and not make myself bleak.
A moment between us happened
May 15 was the date and everything was said, breakeven.
With a crying heart, I told you of what my heart was feeling
You too confessed yours and time passed even more exciting.
It’s been a week now since we’ve cleared everything between us
We’d promised each other to cut strings from our past.
The times spent with you, deep happiness felt
I wish this would last even after the world would melt.
No words could express how grateful am I to the Lord
Not even the renowned lines in prose or poetry could describe this contentment
When you came into my life, love became more defined
Obstacles may hinder our path, as a larger scheme of things is meant.
I’m just wishing for one single dream
A dream that would be achieved if strength and trust are assured
That these trials may be withstood
And someday, our love would be not anymore curbed.
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 9:52 AM UTC
BREAKING THE SWEAT,
THERES NO REGRET,
MAKING A BET,
A JAWLINE THAT CRACKS.
EXTRA WITH THE HEAT,
NO ONE CAN BEAT,
STRAIGHT TO THE FEET,
WELCOME TO MAIN STREET.
NOW OFF TO REPEAT,
HE WOULD COMPLETE,
OFF WITH A KICK,
SO JUST TAKE A SEAT.
JANE IS A FEAT,
STRAIGHT FROM THE CREEK,
BRIGHTER THAN A GEEK,
BREAKEVEN TREAT.
WHAT A FEAT,
NOT EVEN I- COULD EAT,
MANY COULD PEEK,
BUT NONE COULD KEEP.
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 7:57 AM UTC
She is the lock and he's the only key
Bound to open a beautiful landscape
Fated and will never attempt to escape
Precious, breathtaking moments so lovely
With vivid flowers, they dance gracefully
Like hummingbirds,they sing delightfully
She's captivated by him and he's enchanted by her
Promises are black magic that can't be broken
Closure is resplendent that never breakeven
She's the queen and he's the king in forever
Together in love they conquer all
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
like snowflakes in snowglobes we're
falling to p
i
e
c
e
s.
("'cause when a heart breaks
no it don't breakeven.")
if i shout it from a rooftop
does it become more true?
no, and that's why i whisper,
"don't hurt me. don't forget me."
but it's too late. we've hurt and
we've forgotten whom we used to be.
and i walk away from the phone muttering,
"what's wrong with her?"
it's not true. i should be saying,
"what's wrong with me?"
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
the heart doesn't breakeven.
she definitely has the bigger half.
if she doesn't come back.
I won't have much to give.
she somehow always
finds more, meanwhile, I'm limited.
I know she's meant to love many,
so I get lightheaded when my heart gets heavy.
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 4:05 PM UTC
A tug, a shrug, a tap to your soul
I know you don’t need it but I’ll give you my all
A kiss, a thought, a soft press against your lips
You said you didn’t like it but it should last for a bit
Remember when I told you “If you want it you can have this”
I meant “If you want it then keep it but never return it in pieces”
But I guess I had it coming, I’m partly to blame
I should have labeled it “Fragile. Does not breakeven”
I know you love your freedom, who doesn’t? But please stay
I can even act like we’re not together, just say you love me even today
When you left I was in ruins, both body and soul
I guess that’s why they name storms after people after all
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
I ask the price before buying.
There's a price tag for everything
upon the breakeven a levied charge
for life has not one bit
bought sans the urge to profit
taken home void of bargain
friend, lover, companion
at a price not to be alone
without a fallout of gain or pain
of sweet or bitter taste
lifelong joy or sooner regret.
Do I have a price?
As for my own
I feel always underpaid..
the woman I took to the bed
the child I raised
friends and companions
seem all miserly in paying the dues..
maybe they rue too
I haven't paid theirs.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 8:54 AM UTC
We're coming to our end
It was inevitable
A simple sunset
It's not as painful this time
Perhaps I'm numb to the feeling
To the lies and secrets
Although you aren't the bad guy
And neither am I
The truth used to lie in songs:
Breakeven, I'm falling to pieces..
You're no longer the best part of me
Someone Like You
Is no longer something I wish to find
Say You Love Me
Don't say it, because I don't know if I can believe it
Say Something
Even if you beg me to stay, I'm leaving for myself
These songs used to carry
The truth in every word sung
But now they don't apply
I do but don't know why
Some songs-
They still mean what they always did:
Heartbreak.
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:05 AM UTC
i don't understand
why
you don't miss
me
as much as i
miss you
why you don't
ache
and why your heart
is yet whole
why did you
get away
with no pain
when i'm lying here
numb
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 6:09 PM UTC
breakeven (n.)
the point at which cost and income are equal and there is neither profit nor loss; also : a financial result reflecting neither profit nor loss
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
man says, this life, for what, a thousand dry
holes drilled, wildcatting, a win-loss record,
that didn’t approach, come close, to breakeven,
not even an asterisk in the records kept
man says, this body, its rate of desolations
increasing, the goal line distance secretions,
decreasing, this broken runner, tackled from behind
by the past, as his future caught up with him
man says, goals, deadlines, hamstring him,
due dates, an invitation to a criminal activity,
rub, nobody wants to take it down, his record,
left behind, when they shut Rikers Island
man says, always poor at maths, a loser of words,
his parents, his children, all time despairing of him,
called the AAA to come, tow him away, but,
all the junkyards refused him entry
man says, what separates ought and nought,
a little letter, just an n, that screaming thought,
a little letter, insufficient to bridge a poem too far,
man digresses, the past is ever present, in every word
writ and forgot.
May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 9:37 AM UTC
“what’s your idea of the calm?” you asked me once in passing, voice laced in such dreamlike wonder.
“those hours in the night spent alone while the whole house is asleep. reading old journals and letters in the middle of cleaning my room after a long period of sadness. an afternoon nap that ends up being better than the previous night’s sleep. the welcome hug a place gives as it remains unaware of my name.”
your end was filled with palpable silence, the enticing kind.
“what’s yours?” i exclaim
“you.”
and it so goes a shift from disbelief to nauseating giddiness to composure. i’ve always been all over the place barely making it anywhere. most days, i existed along the lines of chaos and maybe us meeting, our lines intersecting was a haphazard drift of peace. we were both in our equilibrium phase, breakeven skies, no storm in sight nor in passing. we were both so used to havoc but strangely for once, it repelled. we were each other’s calm after the storm but i guess i was misinformed-lo and behold, some storms never really leave. before you my grasp on the calm was slippery and i was mistaken that i could ever even try to be the silhouette of it. ‘cause that’s what you needed but even years past i still don’t know how to silence your thunders.
May 5, 2022
May 5, 2022 at 12:19 PM UTC
We broke up but I'm the one who's broken. You're doing just fine.
The sad thing is, you probably won't be that affected.
You'll say you're sorry, you love me, you'll miss me but
we both know I'm the one who'll get scars and bruises.
I've always been the one who gets hurt the most.
Like they say, when a heart breaks, it don't breakeven.
-m.b
Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 5:02 AM UTC